#Zuko is very drunk

[your-royal-momoness]

Zuko, hungover: please tell me I’m imagining that I claimed I was the king of all the turtleducks

Sokka: I would, but then I’d be lying to the King of All Turtleducks

#turtleducklord strikes again! #you can’t tell me that Zuko isn’t the kind of drunk to just SOB over how cute things are #like turtleducks #or Druk #or Sokka - it’s how they get together #Zuko and Sokka are catching up and they get drunk and Zuko thinks he’s finally got enough courage to tell Sokka he likes him #so he starts waxing poetic about Sokka to his face #but actually #Zuko is very drunk #and he’s really just incoherently crying about how beautiful Sokka is and squishing his cheeks #still works tho #zukka #sokka #zuko #atla #avatar the last airbender #trashbending

[nmyphomania]

╰┈➤ ❝ [Kinktober Day 19: Title Kink]

Summary: God, you couldn’t help yourself to not love how the way Sir sounds dripping off of your tongue.

Warning(s): F! Reader, use of ‘sir’, title kink, wall pinning, semi-public sex?, choking, thigh humping, not proofread

WC: 0.7k+

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Of course your husband who just so happened to be the firelord, who also just so happened to be commander in chief of all military units looked flawless in his freshly tailored uniform. It was sleek, withholding a tremendously detailed threading, orthodox colors in mascot for the familiar royal hues, and so on. His hair was completely strung down rather informally, most likely due to personal preference, Zuko always looked amazing but this. God, your eyes never wanted to tear away from the sight of him conversing with an admiral.

Unconsciously, your mind fixated on the title ‘Sir’, usually spoken with dignity, holding importance behind the word. It wasn’t inherently sexual, no way it’d be if he was simply giving out orders to various sea troops and it’s them showing respect with the formalities in return. Sure, receiving the title on the occasions when called for bestowed Zuko of his significance, would it make him hot against the front of his breeches…?

No?

Yet, when it fell loosely from her mouth, with said woman up against a wall, panties down in a bunch around her ankles and her bra barely covering concealing the spill of her breasts; it became vastly different to how he reacted to the name. At first, it’d hardly crossed his mind as her voice came out hoarse and breathy.

He busied his hands to pin her own palms above her head at his height, and she practically rode her tender pussy back and forth on his pant leg. She tugged her bottom lip to bite down on, restraining any obscene noises to fall from her lips into the interior of his private office. After all, she did have to keep well and quiet due to two advisors who were ordered to stay outside his office to answer any underlying questions during his closing hours.

“Stay quiet f’me okay? You don’t want anyone to catch us do you?”

He jerked his clothed thigh up to intensify the delicious friction up on your core. You couldn’t hold back another desperate plea, throat running dry as your body tensed up in an unexpected reaction.

“Yes, sir.”

He’s so close and the room grew hotter each passing second with the impromptu quickie, those very words that passed from your pair of soft lips didn’t even come into much thought as you were so drunk on humping yourself to completion on his knee. Zuko’s breath seemingly stopped altogether at the gravity of your whisper, his mind pondered at how could he ever find attraction to the petty title overused in his duties involving high importance.

Sending very blatant signals that caused his dick to visibly twitch, pulsing undeniably behind his fly. Eyelids retracting backward to reveal your low eyes filled to the brim with faux innocence, she grinded down needily with the movement of her rolling hips to allow the warmth pooling in the base of her stomach slowly add on from all of the sensations. They circled, kneading around her weeping clit to rub perfectly over the firm material of his pants, it drove the both of you to the peak of insanity.

Zuko hesitated ever so slightly, a smooth smile stretching over his lips, “Say…say that again.”

You were prompted in compliance from the sudden loss of his leg from between your burning thighs.

“Sir? D’you like it when I call you tha...”

Breaking down over to nuzzle deeply into your neck, the sound of him groaning from unfiltered want eased his body to push yours to rest completely over the surface of his office walls. One of his larger hands went to snake the frame of your porcelain neck, left knee moving to massage in more intricately leaving your words to ghost over your lips at the reconnection.

Trails of your own warm juices surged down alongside your inner thighs, whining ‘Sir’ after ‘Sir’ just to fuck with him. In all honesty, he was just about ready to bend you over his desk and give you a reason to call him that in a hell of a louder voice. But, he had to keep those ideas for next time you two can actually be alone.

“Why are you fucking like this?”

And to answer that question, he absolutely loved it when you called him ‘Sir’.

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Tags:

#kinktober 2023 #zuko x reader #atla zuko #avatar the last airbender #fanfic #fire lord zuko #zuko smut #zuko x y/n #zuko x you #atla #[𝐧𝐦𝐲𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚®]

[ecoterrorist-katara]

Katara would’ve been such a good diplomat (it’s canon)

everyone rightfully hates on the ATLA comics because the politics are baffling and the characterization is even more so…but if there’s one thing we can take away from the dumpster fire that is The Promise, it’s that Katara was BORN to be a diplomat and an international force for peace, okay? Especially since her besties, the Avatar and the Fire Lord, aren’t actually very good at this.

If you haven’t read The Promise, the Wikipedia summary is pretty good. The TL;DR is that Zuko and Kuei agree that the Fire Nation colonies need to be returned to the Earth Kingdom. The colony of Yu Dao is not happy about this because the people of the Fire Nation and the Earth Kingdom have been mixing together (under inequitable conditions) for more than a hundred years and “just kick out the Fire Nation” is not as straightforward as it seems, since there are blended families now. Zuko refuses to kick out the Fire Nation people from Yu Dao, Kuei wants to play hardball, and they almost launch another war. Oh and there’s a weird plot about Aang debating whether to put Zuko down like a rabid dog

For all that the Wiki page does a good job of summarizing the events, it forgets some key facts: 

It’s Katara who first starts thinking about new solutions after witnessing the situation on the ground, and then comes up with the idea that Zuko and Kuei should meet and talk about the colonies:

It’s Katara who tells Kuei that Zuko has legitimate concerns (without saying that Zuko is right), when Aang tries to hedge and sugarcoat the truth: 

And it’s Katara who says to Kuei, wait, what the hell do you mean that you have no idea what your people want, that Yu Dao is just a dot on the map for you? We’re getting you out of this stupid blimp and you’re gonna talk to people before you make a decision that affects their lives, you coward

To recap, Katara demonstrates some pretty freaking key political skills, like: 

finding out what people want before making a decision for them 

seeing people as people first and foremost, not as fire nation or earth kingdom 

encouraging her loved ones, the Avatar and the Fire Lord, to resolve a conflict by beginning negotiations instead of brawling like a couple of drunks at a bar / kids on the playground (both analogies fit btw, 13-17 is a weird combination of ages)  

realistically reporting tricky disagreements without sweeping them under the rug

kidnapping a king to the middle of a battlefield to give him a reality check about listening to the people he’s trying to rule

Anyway, Katara is hyper competent at both war AND peace! We see this in the show, with her compassion for the prisoners of the Earth Kingdom (by inciting a prison riot) and the suffering people of the Fire Nation (by committing ecoterrorism), only now that compassion is backed up not only by her fighting prowess and speeches about hope, but actual ability to manipulate the levers of power. 

And have I mentioned that she has the ears of both the Avatar and the Fire Lord and her dad is Chief of the Southern Water Tribe? Even if Katara didn’t get a diplomat position based on her skills, or her status as a war hero, she could nepo baby her way in. The fact that she does not pick up a career in international diplomacy is a crime & a colossal oversight from the creators. At minimum you know Katara would’ve established Healers Without Borders or something. She deserves to be yelling at people at ATLA UN and then drafting world-changing resolutions. 

And as a bonus, Katara demonstrates her gift for diplomacy by not smacking Zuko up the head for attempting to legitimize colonization through the argument of economic progress…

…and by not smacking Aang up the head for seriously considering anti-miscegenation as a viable political solution: 

This patience is a new development because show!Katara did not have this in her, but maybe this is what growing up is all about and not just yet another strike on the “comics are wildly OOC” tally

TL;DR: ATLA boys lost their brain cells post-canon. All hail Katara, Sugar Queen of international diplomacy. 

#Katara #Katara deserved better #atla comics #Chief Katara of the Water Tribes #United Republic Councilwoman Katara #Ambassador Katara #I’m not picky which one she becomes I just want her to exert political power as a principled and fair and compassionate representative #She saved the world it’s only fair she gets to run it especially since unlike most nepo babies (ie monarchy) she’s qualified #pro Katara #atla #my meta

[calderacitylovers]

Zutara SlowBurn FanFiction: Personal Favs, part I

·        I AM STILL HERE by owedbetter Published: 2017-10-09 | 77K words | 7 Chapters

After the Last Agni Kai K heals Z with the help of bloodbending. Very sweet.

 ·        THE SUMMIT by AJLenoire

Chronicles post-war years, as Gaang and other characters gather for annual summits to keep peace and build relationships between the Four Nations. Katara yearns for a bigger purpose than the Avatar’s companion and slowly grows into a shrewd diplomat. Very sweet slow burn ZK story. Has mature scenes.

 ·        CLOTHE ME IN SEASONS, DRESS ME IN SNOW by sadladybug Published: 2015-01-05 | 62K words | 7 Chapters

Follows old Zuko as he reflects on his life and what would have been if he kept Katara closer. Absolutely beautiful, but also a devastatingly heart-breaking story about loss and pain.

 ·        SILENT DECLARATIONS by Megara Pike (Megara_Pike) Published: 2021-01-20 | 2,6K words

A short story based on animation by Hayley Wong. Z finds K asleep in her study and carries her to bed. Very sweet, gentle story.

 ·        COVERED IN YOU by evergreenonthehorizon Published: 2021-04-02 | 55K words | 14 Chapters

Eight years after the war Z convinces K to take on a role of a Southern Water Tribe ambassador in the Caldera city. Both are completely clueless about each other’s feelings. Features political talks, big gestures, and a ball. Very cute, sweet slow-burn story. Has mature scenes.

 ·        TEN STRIDES IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION by evergreenonthehorizon Published: 2021-04-03 | 29K Words | 12 Chapters

A collection of short stories filling in the gaps between some of the events of ATLAS3 and up to the Last Agni Kai. Features accidental cuddling, embracing in the rain, sharing a bed for warmth, post-Ember Island Theater discussions, being discovered, waiting to be kissed, Suki & Katara being good friends, battle plans, Zuko & Sokka getting drunk, slow burn & angst. Very sweet.

 ·        THE SWAY OF THE SUN by TheBlackBriarSparrow Published: Published: 2019-10-14 | 102K Words | 27 Chapters

Two years post-war Gaang reunites in Caldera city for a secret party in honor of the overworked Fire Lord’s birthday. Rebels attack the palace setting a thrilling consequence of events in motion. Adventures, investigations, and fights ensue. Z & K work together and enlist old friends to help find missing people. Beautiful slow-burn story with an exciting plot.

·        A WARM EMBRACE by ewinkie Published: 2020-10-06 | 19K Words | 7 Chapters

An ATLAS3 rewrite from Southern Riders to the Last Agni Kai. Katara and Zuko have to hide in a cave following their encounter with Yon Rha. Comforting turns to cuddling, which turns to waking up on Appa's tail in each other's arms. Katara is shocked at how comfortable she is. Zuko is shocked that Katara doesn't hate him for it. Features sharing a bed, being discovered, slowburn, and lots of teenage silliness.

 ·        FOLLOWING BLUE by Boogum Published: 2018-11-07 | 39K Words | 10 Chapters

ATLA S2 rewrite. After Katara falls from Appa’s saddle during a pursuit, the Blue Spirit becomes her reluctant companion and helps her reunite with her friends. Ba Sing Se scenes are completely rewritten, and Z ends up joining the Gaang much earlier. Thrilling beginning, sweet middle, average ending.

 ·        ANOTHER WORD FOR ALCHEMY by FanPanda13 Published: 2014-08-19 | 108K words | 24 Chapters

Five years post-war Aang summons old friends for a summit and invites them on a trip to investigate mysterious locations where he experiences loss of bending. Features Gaang setting Z & K up, travelling on Appa like in the olden days, lots of sparring, royal courting, magnificent navy ships & war ballons. Thrilling story with fun banter between old friends. Slowburn, mature content.

 ·        CONSUME ME WITH FIRE, FLOOD ME WITH DESIRE by Dacamia Published: 2020-08-14 | 86K words | 24 Chapters

Steamy ATLAS2 and ATLA S3 rewrite. Z & K accidentally meetup on their way to Ba Sing Se and decide to travel together. Features aged-up characters, lots of intimate scenes, staying in a beautiful cave, helping villagers, betrayal in Ba Sing Se, reunion, forgiveness, etc. Explicit mature content.

 ·        ROOTS AND WINGS by zukoscomet Published: 2020-08-14 | 250K words | 25 Chapters

A series of short stories of Z & K as they grow closer, confess their love for one another and start a family.

 ·        THOSE WHO FAVOR FIRE by hiwasseelane Published: 2021-05-02 |29K Words | 13 Chapters

An ATLAS3 rewrite. Sweet, teen-appopriate.

Here’s a link to Part II of my personal favs.

Here’s a link to Wholesome Zutara Short Stories.

#zutara #zukoxkatara #zuko #katara #katara x zuko #zutara fanfiction

[gotticalavera]

Hey, everybody~! This post will have several headcanons that I have about Aang, Zuko and the ZukAang (or those that I can remember). I would also like to add some Au's and previous posts (can also include links to fanfics I wrote... the fanfics are in Spanish).

The Air Nomads are the tallest of the four nations, which is why Aang ended up taller than Zuko.

Zuko feels more relaxed when he's in Aang's company.

Aang doesn't like spicy food, but he accompanies Zuko to eat super spicy noodles or curry because he knows he loves it.

Zuko is more tolerant of alcohol than Aang.

Aang is the kind of drunk who gets into dancing and flirting, but he's also too prone to causing a lot of disasters (it's better to have the Avatar sober).

Zuko is the kind of drunk who gets sentimental and clingy.

In the world of ATLA they communicate through a common language and each nation has its own language. Aang is the only native who speaks Air Language.

Aang is a polyglot.

Aang, due to the way he speaks, expresses himself and uses certain words, speaks as an old man in all languages, except the Water Language, due to his coexistence with Katara and Sokka.

The first time Zuko heard Aang speak Fire Language, he was so surprised that Aang's voice could be heard so good~.

Zuko has tried to learn Air Language to surprise Aang, but it's very difficult, especially because Air Language sounds like whistling.

Zuko once tried to pay Aang a compliment in Air Language, ended up saying something else and Aang was laughing until he fell off his chair.

Aang is quite skilled at playing Pai Sho, much more so than Iroh.

Zuko is not a beginner, but he is not very good at playing Pai Sho either.

The only people who have beaten Aang in pai shou are: Gyatso and Zuko, but because Zuko knows how to unfocus him to cheat.

Aang suffers from insomnia when he is stressed, and even more so during stormy season. He is still a little afraid of sleeping and waking up at another time.

Aang often helps Zuko with paperwork when he can't sleep.

Zuko and Aang share dreams, literally, interacting between dreams when they are away from each other.

Zuko knows when something is stressing or making Aang anxious in dreams, because Aang appears with hair in dreams [& fanfic]

Zuko has an agreement with Appa, and it's to feign fatigue around the Fire Nation so Aang can take a break.

When Zuko is the one who is stressed/tired, Aang pets his head and combs his hair. He sometimes helps him with work, but Zuko prefers Aang to have his full attention on him.

There are two notable characteristics within the Fire Nation royal family; golden eyes and the canine teeth are quite noticeable, which look like dragon fangs. Zuko has these two characteristics.

Zuko doesn't usually smile with his teeth because he is embarrassed to show his fangs due to comments that Azula, Ozai, and others have said about them. He very rarely smiles with his teeth.

Aang upon learning about Zuko's fangs, began trying to make him laugh out loud to see them. He likes his fangs.

The palace councilors were scandalized the first time they saw Avatar Aang playing and combing the Fire Lord Zuko's hair [reaction]

Aang sings very well, but in his own language he is out of tune. He likes more playing instruments and is an excellent dancer.

In his education as a prince, Zuko learned various arts: he loved learning to draw, paint, and play. The arts that involve music are not his strong suit, unless they are applied with theater.

Zuko was banished before having a society presentation. So Aang was the first person to ask him to dance.

Aang always asks Zuko to dance when they are at a party.

The palace servants had become accustomed to finding Fire Lord Zuko and Avatar Aang sleeping together with various documents in front of them.

Aang and Zuko have escaped from the palace to go to the festival disguised as Kuzon and Lee.

Zuko has drawings of Aang in his notebook, including a drawing where Aang fell asleep under the tree where the pond is and the duck-turtles started playing on top of him.

Aang very rarely cries.

Aang is the only foreign Avatar with symbolic representation in the Fire Nation.

Zuko, Aang and rainbow fire.

Aang has pet names for Zuko.

Zuko prefers silver over gold, because it reminds him of Aang's eyes.

This part is from several AUs (especially Modern and High School), What if…? and other ideas. [I may also mention other ships in some posts, but because I like to shipping Aang a lot]

Modern/HighSchool

Aang moved from his village to the city when he was 12 years old. He lives with the daughter of a friend of Gyatso; her name is Kyoshi and she lives together with her partner, Rangi.

To make documentation easier, Aang adopted the Rangi's last name.

Rangi saw potential in Aang, so Aang knows differents martial arts.

Aang met Katara and Sokka on one of his explorations around the city (he got lost).

Aang has few of his own clothes, the rest of his wardrobe was clothes that Gyatso and his friends wore when they were young and lived for a while in the city, so he has different styles of clothing from the 70's and 80's.

Aang has been to the police station so many times that he knows every cop in the station.

The last time he got into big trouble, Rangi punished him and transferred him to an academy with Fire Nation-style discipline.

Zuko at age 11 and the following years experienced difficult situations, from the death of a cousin, Uncle Iroh distancing himself from the family, his parents' divorce and Ozai taking custody.

Zuko has an accident and ends up with a burn on his face.

Due to the accident, the issue of custody is reopened, but since Ursa doesn't have the necessary resources to keep Zuko and Azula, Iroh offers to keep them for a while in what has better stability.

Azula refuses this agreement, shortly after ending up at her aunts' house. Zuko and Azula spend the weekend with different parents, Zuko with Ursa and Azula with Ozai.

Although his situation is more stable, the scar is a reminder of problems, so Zuko became a more isolated person.

When Ursa managed to achieve financial stability, Zuko decided to continue living in his uncle's house.

Zuko works part time at his uncle's tea shop.

Zuko and Azula continue to maintain contact, especially when they have to spend a few weeks together with one of their parents.

Zuko and Aang had had short encounters before Aang transferred to Zuko's school.

Despite being the only Air Temple boy, Aang quickly won over most of the students.

For school reasons, Aang has to wear long sleeves and a bandana to cover his tattoos.

Zuko thinks Aang is the typical airheaded popular guy.

Due to some situations, they end up living together more and little by little they get to know each other better.

Aang is in the dance club and Zuko is in the drama club. Zuko asks Aang for help with his play.

Aang, Zuko and bonfire.

Valentine's Day

Ozai is still a terrible father, but...

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Fan x Ex-Actor!AU

Student Council!AU

Tattoo-Artist!Aang

Teacher!Aang

Aang, Zuko and the hot air

Age-Swap!ZukAang [1] [2]

Demon Spirit!AU

Zuko x Fem!Aang

Fem!Aang & Bumi II

#Isn't it so noticeable that I get tired of describing? #I don't think it looks like a masterpost... #And I feel like I was missing several hc's and au's #But that will be all for this post... #zukaang #zuko x aang #aang x zuko #aanglove #aang love #avatar the last airbender #avatar aang #fire lord zuko

[drpoisonoaky]

Things atla characters will do or not just because vibes

Do they smoke?

Aang: No.

Sokka: No, but he hangs out with smokers.

Katara: Only when she’s very drunk.

Toph: She tried, didn’t liked it and never have done it again.

Suki: Once.

Zuko: He used to, but he quits just because of the smell.

Mai: Yes, but she says she can stop whenever she wants.

Ty lee: Parties only.

Azula: Yes. No further questions.

Tattoos

Aang: bro

Sokka: No, he's afraid of needles.

Katara: Yes, but fine line and small.

Toph: She's blind but she has one. Don’t ask.

Suki: Yes and a lot, but they are small.

Zuko: Nope.

Mai: Yes, a few, but she never will tell you where.

Ty Lee: Yes, a few, in weird places and she will show you.

Azula: Yes and one of them it's a dragon.

Do they get drunk?

Aang: No, and he takes care of the drunks.

Sokka: Yes but he’s a happy drunk.

Katara: Yes, and she has stages depending on how much she drinks (happy-> horny -> wants cuddles -> cry)

Toph: Yes, until she passes out.

Suki: Yes, but she never throws up.

Zuko: Yes, and he throws up a lot.

Mai: Yes, but you could never tell.

Ty lee: Yes, but you never know if she is going to be a happy drunk or a sad one.

Azula: No, but she likes to see drunks around her fall or cry.

Taylor Swift

Aang: he likes her but only listen her singles

Katara: die hard swiftie

Sokka: he likes her but he tells Katara she’s the worst just to piss her off.

Sukki: chill swiftie

Toph: nope

Mai: not sure but she knows when to clap in you belong with me

Zuko: silent die hard swiftie

Ty Lee: loud die hard swiftie

Azula: die hard swiftie but she will never admit it even though she has folklore, evermore and reputation on loop all the time.

Tidy room?

Aang: Yes, just because he only has like 3 things.

Sokka: No.

Katara: No, but she would clean up before someone wants to enter in her room.

Toph: No.

Suki: Yes.

Zuko: Yes.

Mai: No.

Ty lee: No and it's absolute chaos.

Azula: Yes.

#more ideas are appreciated #avatar the last airbender #atla #azula #atla takes #katara #aang #suki #sokka #zuko #toph #mai #ty lee #taylor swift is in it

[zutarawasrobbed]

Katara, We Have a Problem

Zuko: Hey, Katara. You know how you’re getting married to Aang in a few days?

Katara: Yes.

Zuko: *Hands her photos* There might be a problem.

Katara: *Eyes widen* Where did you find these?

Zuko: I was packing up my stuff for the wedding and I haven’t traveled in a while-

Katara: Zuko, focus!

Zuko: They were in one of the small pockets.

Katara: Which means this is from-

Zuko: Our trip from 3 years ago? Yeah.

Katara: How could this happen?!?

Zuko: If I recall, we were very drunk-

Katara: I know the events leading up to it Zuko! I meant who forgets they got married in Vegas?!?!

Zuko: …

Katara: *Huffs* What?

Zuko: The suitcase also had our wedding rings.

Katara: Zuko!

#zutara #katara #zuko #Katara we have a problem #Toph was also there and took a video of the ceremony #she just kept it to herself because she thinks it’s funny #they both cried during their vows #The Elvis impersonator officiant was very uncomfortable with all of the crying and ✨feelings✨

[comradekatara]

Here's a completely random ask for you: what holiday (halloween, valentine's day, national ice cream day, etc.) would each member of the Gaang feel unreasonably strongly about? Can be positive or negative feelings.

oh this is a good question! (i hate so many american commercial holidays so this is a great avenue for me to project my frustrations with us capitalism onto these little guys. and to be clear im just doing us holidays bc otherwise there would simply be too many options and i’d be stuck here forever)

aang: he’s not enough of a hater to dislike any holidays. he’s a big fan of april fool’s day, valentine’s day, and halloween, because he appreciates fun and joy and love and merriment duh

katara: every thanksgiving she goes on an impassioned rant about the historical revisionism of the us empire deployed as a propaganda tool as it continues its genocidal imperialist project and the absolutely sick and twisted audacity of americans to celebrate a known lie in a mockery of the atrocities committed from the past into the present (this one may or may not just have been me, yesterday). every november-december she goes on an impassioned rant about the commercialism of christmas, and how it’s largely a fake holiday devised by capitalists to glorify the sanctity of the nuclear family, and how the supposed “secularization” of christmas is in fact a product of christian hegemony, it’s propaganda and you’re all falling for it because you crave hollow comforts in your cold and dismal life, and instead of attempting to look beyond the scraps you are given under capitalism you all just force yourselves to enjoy a facade of happiness and nostalgia because you refuse to admit that you’re fundamentally uncomfortable in your society!!!!!!!! (this is what i think but wisely refrain from saying because it’s not worth it. katara, however...) also she likes valentine’s day sometimes (depending on whether or not she has a boyfriend). she also has a lot to say on columbus day and the fourth of july of course, but this bullet point is already far too long.

sokka: his favorite holiday is pi day. he does not care for any other us holiday (but he has been known to enjoy a halloween here and there), but he specifically hates april fools because aang insists on pranking him every time, for some godforsaken reason. (he’s just so prankable!)

toph: her least favorite holiday is valentine’s day because it promotes m*rriage, one of her most hated institutions (it’s a long list). her favorite day is taco tuesday

zuko: he insists on celebrating shakespeare’s birth/deathday as if it is a real holiday that anyone actually cares about. and he gets offended when no one else cares. his least favorite holiday is the fourth of july, but not for any political reasons, it just has really bad vibes.

suki: she loves halloween because it has everything you could ever ask for in a single day: dressing in elaborate costume, eating so much candy, and getting really drunk. she’s also one of those people who gets really obnoxious on 4/20, at which point mai is like “you know it’s hitler’s birthday, right?” and immediately kills the vibe. just because she can :)

mai: she has a love/hate relationship with halloween, because theoretically it’s a celebration of the gothic, the liminal, the macabre, the ghostly. but in practice it’s just an excuse for everyone around her to get wasted. she hates christmas more though. santa freaks her out and cloying, forced cheer and merriment is unnerving and infuriating, actually.

ty lee: she dreads valentine’s day every year because she simply has too many suitors and it is very stressful. she likes april fool’s day because it gives her the opportunity to exercise her more devious inclinations. she can prank people so well they don’t even know they’re being pranked; on april first the world is her playground.

azula: she has no real opinion on any specific holidays. they’re petty distractions for mindless drones who require a modicum of frivolity here and there to spice up their otherwise dull, worthless lives. however, she quite likes tax day.

#bonus: yue’s favorite holiday is mid autumn festival <3 #lawful-chaos #asks #the gaang and #modern au #sorry for the katara rant in the middle of this post. it was thanksgiving yesterday. im hearing xmas music in stores. i couldn’t help myself #i should make a holiday tag #since a lot of these points are references to other similar posts ive made #okay: #holidays #if u go thru this tag you can find prev posts #instead of having to add bulky links to the post itself lmfao

[zvtara-was-never-canon]

Honestly a weird thing about zutara fanworks that I sometimes notice is not only do they take some of Aang’s traits (the ability to have fun, flirt at all, any kind of remote understanding of other cultures and people and spirits) and put them in Zuko but… sometimes Katara even gets this? Like you’ll see something with Katara randomly deciding to save Zuko’s life while they are enemies. No. That’s always been Aang. Katara says nothing to the idea of leaving Zuko to die in the snow. Only Aang protests in both his words and actions. Zutara wishes it had what Zukaang has. Katara isn’t cruel but she doesn’t say anything for or against saving him. Whatever happens, happens. It’s almost indifference.

"Katara isn’t cruel but she doesn’t say anything for or against saving him" I'm gonna have to disagree with you here. On the North Pole, both Katara and Sokka are VERY firmly on team "Let Zuko freeze to death".

Which is why it's so funny to me that they were the members of the Gaang that are shipped with him the most and talked about as if they have such a meaningful connection from the start, when they were fully willing to let him die when they were enemies, and even after they all became friends Zuko was clearly much closer to both Aang and Toph than he ever was to Katara and/or Sokka.

(Suki is also much closer to Zuko in the comics than Katara and/or Sokka, but I pretend the comics don't exist, so I won't use that as exemple).

And yeah, if Aang was a girl Zutarians would have latched onto it SO fast. I don't even ship Zukaang, but it makes a lot more sense than Zutara and Zukka combined - not exactly a difficult task, but still. If the writting had been just slightly different it could have easily been a totally acceptable endgame.

...I'm still holding onto my headcanon of a drunk Azula making a speech during some important feast, or even during Zuko's wedding to Mai, and mentioning the time her brother "slow danced romantically with the Avatar to appease the gay dragons."

#anti zutara #anti zukka #pro zukaang

[waterfire1848]

do you have any fic recs for zukka or azutara i'm mainly a zukka fan but azutara is so cute so is tyzula and mailee ofc but yeah fic recs?

Hello, anon!!

I do!! Here are some Zukka story, the authors, and a mini summary

Unpathed Waters, Undreamed Shores - Onmyliteraturebullshitagain - Set during canon, Selkie/merman Sokka is captured by Zuko and the two form a close friendship and soon turns into a relationship.

It's All About Sokka's Hair - Paintedbluerose - During the events of the Chase, Zuko sees Sokka with his hair down and just falls head over heels for him. (Mini scene of Ozai doing the same when he sees Hakoda with his hair down which has nothing to do with Zukka but I find it hilarous)

Hair About You - Paintedbluerose - Zuko never tells Sokka how much hair matters in Fire Nation culture so it's the five times Sokka basically plays with Zuko's hair and everyone around them assumes they're in a very committed relationship but Sokka is like "I'm just playing with my best friends hair."

The Hotman From Hot Topic - Sinkburrito - Zukka and Azutara. Cute misunderstanding because Sokka goes to Zuko and asks for Azula's number, for Katara (who has a major crush on Azula), but Zuko assumes he wants it himself and hilarity ensues.

The Firelord and His Ambassador are Fucking - ClarissaGeorge - Zukka with background Mailee - Another fic where Sokka is oblivious to what touching Zuko's hair means and Zuko decides not to tell him.

You Clutched My Brain and Eased My Ailing - GallifreyanFairytale - Sokka and Zuko pretend to be Aang's parents during the Headband and Zuko realizes how much he likes being Sokka's husband (even if it is fake)

Protect The Princess - Whysleepwhenship - Zukka, Azutara, Mailee. Azula, Zuko and Mai are assigned to a high school to protect Yue but have to act as normal students. While there, they quickly develop crushes on the first three students they meet: Katara, Sokka and Ty Lee.

One Step at A Time - TheEmptySkies - Only Azutara. Katara teaches Azula how to do her hair.

Late Night Evacuation - SifuAzula - Azula and Katara are roommates at college that do not get along. That changes after a 3 am fire alarm when Azula is left outside in her underwear and a shirt.

In Your Eyes - Anonymous (rated T and Azutara is the only relationship in it) - Katara takes care of a drunk Azula.

The Window Incident - Animeyoda - Azutara with background Mailee - Katara invites Azula over for a study date but Azula has no clue that it was a date and tries to escape...only to get stuck in a window.

The Origins of Fire Ferret - Witchgirl1234 - Azula and Katara talk while she's in the asylum and Katara discovers Azula doesn't like the dark.

#ask #fic recommendations #zukka #azutara #mailee #fics

[fanficsiwillneverwrite]

On my umpteenth rewatch of lok, I had a sudden interest in old Zuko…. And let’s just say another wip is brewing in my brain now about Zuko and his involvement in book 3 :/

Zuko looks in the mirror and sees only a face he no longer recognizes: old, long past its prime. An old wound haunting him, even how many years later. It happened so long ago; only yesterday. Shaky hands rub the rough skin as the memory takes hold. It was for the better, he once told himself long ago. It led him on the path of good, toward the light. But the thought of giving such a punishment to Izumi… He admittedly was not perfect when it came to raising her, but he was no Ozai.

Through the reflection, he sees Akari, the Firelord’s senior aide, emerge from the golden doors. “Lord Zuko,” she says with a respectful and low bow. Her voice is distant, muffled, despite being so near. Just a reminder of his aging body. “The Firelord will see you now.”

He nods, acknowledging her, but his focus remains on the stranger–no, the old man–staring back at him, copying every move he makes. Akari backs away to give him space. And he touches a few wrinkles. Uncle always said they were a sign of living, far better than the alternative. His laughter still echoes in his mind; the steam of hot tea still lingers around him.

He moves away from his reflection and into the throne room where his daughter sits high above him in all her glory. Zuko smiles as he bows–and his old bones crack as he bends. Another reminder that the old man in the mirror and the boy who thought his destiny was to capture the Avatar were one in the same. “The Firelord has requested an audience with me. I would be interested in knowing what for.”

“Hello Dad,” greets Izumi gently as she stands. She approaches him, a familiar look of care mixed with concern permanently captures her face each time she looks at him. He knows it well. Old age brings on pity. No, Uncle would say, old age brings on care. They hug and, suddenly, he is drunk with the scent of familiarity. Once Mai’s favorite perfume worn now by a grieving daughter who wants only to keep her mother close. “How are you?”

“I am fine, daughter,” he assures, his hand squeezing her shoulder as if to emphasize the fact. Sadness lingers around them with Mai’s passing just over a year ago. “Though, perhaps it is I who should be asking you that very question. Avatar Korra has led us into a new age where spirits and mankind must now live together in harmony. As the Firelord, it is your duty to make her decision a reality. With some guidance from me, of course, if it doesn’t interfere with my nap time.”

She rolls her eyes as a smile forms. “I think sometimes I can make better sense of your snoring than your political babble,” she teases.

“Be careful what you say next, daughter,” he shoots back. “I still have claim to the throne, you know.”

“Like I’d give it back,” she tells him playfully. But her face turns serious. And like a stuck bandage, the news of why she has summoned him is ripped open quickly to ease the anticipation: “I’ve just received word from President Raiko in Republic City. It seems… Harmonic Convergence has brought back the Airbenders.”

His heart feels as if it has sunk. The Fire Nation’s greatest burden, their deepest regret—now, so suddenly, fixed? He would have to see it to believe it, especially if Raiko is the one reporting it. All the man cares about is the votes. “What?”

“I haven’t yet received word from Tenzin, but there has been at least one Airbender sighting in Caldera alone. Most, it seems, are in the Earth Kingdom.”

“That could mean trouble.”

The Earth Queen remains bitter over land now the United Republic of Nations and everything surrounding it, Air Temple Island included: Earth Kingdom territory, she makes false claims. While her father was timid, mostly oblivious as a leader, Hou-Ting is loud, demanding, and a complete tyrant.

Zuko turns, hurrying out the room. There is no time to waste. “I’ll head straight to Ba Sing Se—”

His daughter is quick to stop him. “The Fire Nation should not have any involvement there, dad. You know this.” His intent would be to liberate this new wave of Airbenders from the grasps of great tyrannical power, but the world might view it as another Firelord’s attempt to again dismantle the Air Nation. He blinks, seeing clearly now as his daughter faces him again. “Furthermore,” Izumi continues cautiously; they’re always dancing around his state of retirement. The nation is hers–it is her birthright–but he makes diplomatic trips around the world to assure peace, to continue what he and Avatar Aang started so long ago, yesterday. “A man your age should really be fretting over pai sho and gardening. Not the state of the world.”

The man she is describing is Uncle. Not him, never him. “I will not turn my back on the world when it still needs me,” Zuko insists. His reflection shows an achy old man with a story long ago completed, but as long as his heart still beats and the fire still burns, he can be useful.

“I know,” she says, “but… you can only do so much before it becomes too overwhelming for you.” She adjusts her glasses as a sigh escapes her. “Dad, I care only for your safety–”

“I am still capable–”

“–which is why I think it perfectly sensible for you to take in a ward.”

He stops, hurt–offended. “A-a ward?”

“One of Master Muromachi’s young pupils,” she continues. “Someone who can be your companion. Someone who will watch your back and defend you when you’re unable.”

Zuko huffs, rubbing his forehead in frustration. His daughter thinks him unable, an invalid of his craft now just because of a few wrinkles. Spirits! He is Lord Zuko, Leader of the Fire Nation and the Avatar’s Firebending Master. And she thinks he needs a sidekick? Some noble boy defending his honor? “No, absolutely not. I don’t need some child protecting me.”

Izumi rolls her eyes. “This isn’t a suggestion, dad. Master Muromachi is expecting you. We’ll go down there this afternoon.”

He stomps away stubbornly, like a child not getting his way. The roles were reversed long ago, just yesterday when he was still in charge, when he was still capable. “I can choose my own ward, can’t I?”

“Of course–”

“Then I’ll go on my own, if it pleases the Firelord.”

He exits before she can answer. Anger boils within him. He hates being the man who is old, the man who needs help. Most of his friends are gone now and this new generation is perfectly competent, his daughter being one of them, but the fire still burns inside him. The face in the mirror is the face he saw long ago–yesterday–when there was no scar.

The Fire Nation Academy for Gifted Boys is a secondary school for sons of nobles. It teaches Nonbenders how to fight through the art of swordsmanship. Only the best, or most wealthy, can attend. And the training is rigorous, not for the faint hearted. Tom-Tom became one of the academy’s pupils when he came of age, mastering sword fighting at the age of fourteen. Firelord Ozai always dismissed the school’s teachings, saying Nonbenders could never truly be masters without the ability of bending. In his final years, without his bending, his father learned the way of the sword, though he never tried to understand the relationship between a man and his blade, thus never becoming a full master of the craft.

These days the school is just as rigorous with Master Muromachi, a stern and, dare he say, cruel man, in charge of this new generation of fighters. The boys stand straight in a line when Lord Zuko arrives. Eyes forward, not one hair out of place, not a single crease in their suits. Their movements are in sync as they all bow low when Muromachi introduces him to them.

“You have honored this school with your presence, Lord Zuko,” Muromachi says with a bow of his own. He moves aside for Zuko to properly examine his students. “Please, choose anyone you think is worthy.” He gestures to the tallest of the group: tan skinned and golden eyed, Zuko sees a darkness in him that brings only suspicion. The way the boy eyes him; it’s not like the others. “Eigo here is our star pupil.”

“Is that so?”

Muromachi gestures again and Eigo assumes a fighting stance as he draws his sword. He dances with it around Zuko–impressive but, still, there is something about him that he doesn’t quite like–before returning to his spot in line.

“Very good,” Zuko tells him, “though I find your lack of moderation rather… unsettling.”

The boy’s expression darkens at the criticism. Not suitable for his company at all. Muromachi moves on without a visible reaction: “Pao,” he calls. And the next boy moves skillfully around the room with his blades. A mindless routine, practiced over and over again until perfection. He does what he is told and nothing more.

“Your moves, though highly skillful, lack originality,” Zuko notes. He will find something wrong for each of them. He does not need a protector, nor does he want one.

Muromachi becomes more tense as they move down the line, each boy weaker than the last. This Academy is a show and these so-called warriors are nothing more than performers this day in age, not like how they used to be, he will tell his daughter later over tea. That is why he did not choose a child today. That is why he should not have a ward.

Finally, they arrive at the last: the smallest of the group. A softness exists within him that the other boys do not have. Short hair above his ears cut in a wonky bowl shape and fierce blue eyes with a sparkle in them that shows he is ready, not to win but to fight for what is right—he knows those eyes. It hits him, suddenly. A girl, disguised as a young boy.

“Lee!” orders Muromachi, sweating profusely at this point. Zuko instantly understands the name is false, an alias to hide her true nature.

And the girl disguised as a boy begins her dance around Zuko. Her movements are hesitant. She nearly trips over her own two feet. Her two swords do not move together as one but rather as completely separate entities. An amateur compared to her peers. Muromachi is visibly appalled by her performance, but remains silent out of respect for his guest. Zuko, admittedly, is intrigued by the girl. Why would she openly go through such turmoil?

#zuko #prince zuko #lord Zuko #old zuko #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3 fanfic #legend of korra #lok #lok fanfic #atla #avatar the last airbender #also like I’m sorry for all the wips I’m pumping out but life is just up and down right now so

[blacknailsandheartbreak]

Zuko x FemReader imagine where your out drinking w friends and run into a protective Zuko ;)

Ok ok bare with me please....

This is a smutty one... my first actual smut, go easy! it doesn’t follow story lines! So please don’t get mad.

Ok around 1400 words so here we go! Imagine...

RATED E FOR EVERYONE OVER 21

You’re out for the night with some of your friends in the big city of Ba Sing Se. The night life was busy as you all hopped between the few bars in the main city. The group dwindled through the night as your friends split with other friends or someone new for the night (wink wink). You were left with 2 friends as you guys stumbled out of the last bar for the night. You guys laughed and walked the main street, it was lit up, so lively as many people passed and concession stands reaped in popularity. The plan was to head back to one of your friends' places and continue the party there. As you guys walked the main strip, you saw a young man was locking up the new popular tea shop, a young man you knew very well.

“Zuko!” you shouted and ran in front of your friends. Y’all weren’t really a thing, but you were very good ‘friends’. You give him a big hug and he wraps an arm around your waist, while with his other, he pulls on the tea shop door, making sure it's locked. He turns his attention to you and has a small smirk across his lips, “you’ve been drinking tonight, huh.” Suggesting y’all had a good time as he gestures to yours and your friends obviously drunken state. You lean into him and start to try and talk your way out of how the situation definitely looks. He rolled his eyes and poked your side as you laughed and tried to step away. You looked at him sweetly and asked if he wanted to come back and continue the party with you guys, though you knew his answer already, he declined, he wasn’t much of a party guy and you knew that. So you stuck your tongue out at him playfully but he does say he will walk you guys back. You knew he would because in his nature, he was a very protective guy.

On your walk back to your friends' apartment, you guys met up with some of the people you had first started the night with. The group was much bigger now and you guys were nearing her place. The party consisted of friends, friends of friends and completely new people who tagged along during this crazy night. This new gang of people crowded the hallway to the door of her apartment. You were in the middle of the crowd as people bumped and pushed against you, but you felt a hand grab your arm. You stopped and looked at Zuko, the one pulling you out of the crowd. Now a few feet away, you stood almost chest to chest with him, you stared up at him knowing what he was thinking. You smiled, feeling bold so you linked arms with Zuko and told your friends you were splitting off with him back to his place. The group piled into the apartment while you and Zuko walked to his place close by.

Zuko unlocked his door and you walked in and flopped on the couch. You stretched out and smiled, floating in your buzzed and drunk state. Zuko tossed his keys on his counter and hung up his jacket, he looked at you and smiled, then asked if you wanted some water. You shot up and leaned over the back of the couch, knees on the seat. You asked if your bottle of ginger liquor was still here. He clicks his tongue and stares at you for a moment. You give him your best smile and he cracks a smirk.

“Absolutely not.” He walks up directly in front of you, laying a hand down flat on the top if the couch and gently placing a hand under your chin. “How many drinks have you had?” butterflies swarm your stomach as he holds your chin to keep eye contact. You smile and let out a short hum, no response. “6? 8? Maybe 10?” he asked. You’re as still as a statue as he holds you, you wait patiently. “Did you even know half the people in that group, how many strange men who could have taken advantage of a stunning woman who has had...?” You roll your eyes, “14...?” you meekly reply. “14. 14 drinks. Spirits, how are you still standing.” He looks at you with stern eyes, and you mimic his serious look. You lean back out of his grasp and his hand falls on the top of the couch. “Where do you think you’re going?” he asks as watches you walk towards his room. You turn around and start to slowly walk backwards with your hands behind your back, “why don’t you follow and find out.” you shyly say, playing coy. “That’s not gonna happen.” Zuko says and walks around the couch and takes a seat. You stop walking towards his bedroom and redirect your path quick, he does this every time, he likes it when you are adamant about it. If he didn’t wanna take this to his room then his lap would just have to do. You walk over and take a seat in his lap, straddling him, Zuko places his hands on your thighs, “do you want something?” He asks, his eyes darken. You leaning in close, inches from his face, “I need something.” He just about closes the gap, your lips just barely touching, one of his hands now on your waist. “Don’t be shy, tell me.” He breathes out. The cockiest guy around yet you still want him. “Fuck me.” You tell him. He looks at you with hunger, both hands are back at the side of your thighs, “say please.” You look at him with your most dolled up eyes, “oh Zuko... pretty pease~” in an instant his lips connected with yours and you guys were heading to the bed room. He carried you as your legs were wrapped around his waist, he laid you on the bed, him overtop of you, “fucking beg for it.” He spoke, his voice low and husky. You moaned as he removed your skirt and flipped you over with ease. You looked over your shoulder at him “Please Zuko, fuck me until I can’t walk. I need you to fucking do me now.” Zuko pushed your head down to the pillow, you gasped and he grabbed your waist. He let a smile cross his face when you moaned as he pushed inside of you. “Thats it kitten~” He breathed, “you’re such a good girl taking in all of me.” You moaned as he filled you with his length, shit he knew how to hit every right spot. He smacked your ass and pulled out, he flipped you onto your back, he put your ankles over his shoulder and started to fuck you again. Your eyes rolled back in your head, you could feel him so deep, you would swear he was in your stomach, “oh spirits- Zuko~” you tried to rasp out. He let your legs down and was thrusting into you at a rhythm where you could feel pressure building. You widened your legs as he pushed inside you, you tangled your fingers in his hair as you pulled him into a kiss and played with each other's tongues. You pulled back, “fuck Zuko, I’m gonna cum~” you were right there, on your edge, Zuko now began to push in harder and deeper than before, how that was possible you had no idea. You finished and you finished hard. So hard you saw stars. But Zuko was still going, he was reaching his end and you were in absolute bliss, struggling to contain your moans as you were so sensitive while he reached his peak. You could tell he was about to pull out and finish, so you wrapped your legs around him “cum in me Zuko, fill me up~” you whined out. That sent him over his edge and that was exactly what he did. He finished, filled you up, then waited a few seconds before pulling out, and when he did, you gasped as you felt it drip out. He laughs and gives you a kiss, “Let me clean you up princess.”

#prince zuko #Zuko #avatar zuko #zuko fanfic #atla zuko #zuko x reader #zuko x y/n #zuko x you #smutty #Smut #fire lord zuko

[the-badger-mole]

AU Bot Plots

I'm actually picturing this as a sort of Cinderella AU, too. Or rather, a Cinderfella AU.

Katara is out with her friends to celebrate graduation before they go off and start their careers. They end up at a lesser known club and having a great time. Katara meets a handsome stranger and they hit it off. They try to exchange numbers, but then the fire alarm goes off, and Katara and the stranger are separated. She finds her friends, and they head home, in various stages of drunk. Katara wakes the next morning, remembering the connection she had with this handsome stranger, but unable to recall his face or his name. She never got his number, but she finds that she does have a clue to his identity. Somehow in the confusion, she got a hold of the bracelet he was wearing. A medical alert bracelet declaring him as allergic to antibiotics. Well, now she has to find him.

Zuko has been struggling in his father's company. Officially, he's a VP. In actuality, he is a glorified grunt for the C-Suite, which includes his CEO father, and his prodigy sister. It's a rarity that Zuko is out of his office before 8pm, and very often he's working well past that time. One night, his friend, a new hire named Haru, declares he needs a break. He loans Zuko some of his best clothes and drags him out to a local club with some friends. Zuko meets Katara, who he immediately decides is out of his league, but on Haru's encouragement, he asks her to dance. He's half in love before the end of the night, but when he goes to get her number, the fire alarms go off and they are separated in the panicked crowd. Zuko wakes the next day disappointed that he didn't get his gorgeous dance partner's number and that he lost his medical alert bracelet. When he's ready to give up and move on, Haru forwards him a post from social media. Katara is looking for the handsome stranger who left his medical alert bracelet with her. Haru urges him to act fast. A lot of other men have already seen the post and are claiming ownership of the bracelet.

#au bot plots #club au #sort of #zutara #atla #THE YEAR OF CONTENT!!!!

[grantspectortrash]

Bad To The Bone

pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

summary: Halloween night, King Steve on the cusp of Good Steve, and a shared love for The Karate Kid. Flirting that you'd never admit to, a party that you'll never forget.

word count: 3.2K

A/N: aha honestly? I just wanted to combine my love for Steve Harrington, Cobra Kai/Karate Kid and Halloween all into one place. Hope you enjoy! Requests are open btw <3

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It's Halloween 1984 and somebody is dressed as a skeleton.

But not any old skeleton - they're dressed up as Johnny Lawrence's skeleton, headphones around his neck and all, completely identical to the costume in The Karate Kid.

You wonder how long it took them to create it, and how many times they went to the cinema in order to memorise it down to the very last thread.

You can't see their face, but they're on the dancefloor and they are killing it - no Halloween pun intended.

Tina is the one throwing the party, claiming that she is the 'ghostess with the mostest'. Her house is large enough to host all of your classmates and more. You're pretty sure that there's some underage kids hanging out and drinking in her backyard, but that isn't your problem.

And, while you take in the scenery and stand in Tina's kitchen, you contemplate why you ever thought dressing up as Mr Miyagi was a good idea - bald cap and all.

Robin, your best friend in the entire world, had bailed on you this Halloween. Sure, maybe she couldn't get out of going to her cousin's wedding, but why did it have to be the same weekend as Halloween? The pair of you were always Batman and Robin, and surprisingly you were always Robin. That joke never got old, not to you at least.

Most girls, if not all, at the party had gone for the sexy side of Halloween dress-up. Sexy ghosts, sexy nuns, Princess Leia in her golden bikini. One very specific, very skimpy, sexy E.T. who had lights glowing from her boobs instead of her finger.

You think it's the first time you've seen an alien that wants to get probed. Alas, you digress.

The Johnny Lawrence poser is dancing as '(Don't Fear) The Reaper' is playing from the large speakers that Tina has borrowed from her boyfriend Chris.

Although you're not very close to Tina, you get the urge to tell her that while she's dancing with her friends, Chris is making out with Stacey in the downstairs bathroom behind you.

Each time their hankering bodies collide with the bathroom door, you take one step further into the kitchen and one step further away from whatever is going on inside that bathroom. You're grateful the music covers their noises.

Nobody has spoken to you in about twenty minutes, and the only conversation you did have was when someone, clearly already drunk and dressed like Danny Zuko yelled "Wax on, wax off!" in your face as he grabbed yet another beer bottle from the kitchen counter.

You had wondered if he had a Sandy to pair up with, but when he sauntered back into the crowd you saw the mass of T-Birds waiting for him.

Hiding out in the kitchen has it's privileges. You had already swiped two bottles of the cheep beer yourself, and now you nurse the second by taking tiny sips at regular intervals and clutching the bottle tightly just so that you have something to do with your hands.

The song ends and a new one starts, and you watch as the skeleton gestures to some of the people he's with - you don't recognise any of them.

His thumb jabs over to the direction of the kitchen and soon he's snaking through the throng of costumed people on the dancefloor, all drunk or high to a varying degree.

As he gets closer you wonder if he'll see you. You wonder if you know him. You still can't see his face; the makeup is deceiving and his hair is hidden by the hood of the costume.

The skeleton-clad boy moves to the other end of the kitchen, his back to you. He grabs a bottle from the counter and absentmindedly cracks the cap off with his teeth. It's an act you're sure a dentist wouldn't approve of, but it comes across as quite an impressive act, and a slightly attractive thing to do.

He pulls the cap from his mouth and flicks it onto the counter. It's only then that he takes in what's been going on in the kitchen.

There's a guy who's been stood over the punch bowl for the last ten minutes, tipping in various bottles of spirits and mixers and meticulously stirring it, all while dressed as a baseball player.

A couple, dressed as Fred and Daphne from the Scooby gang, have been arguing just as long. Their hushed tones are hidden by the music, but whatever is going on neither of them are happy about.

And then there's you. And the skeleton boy can see that.

He turn towards you fully, grinning, and it's only then that you wish you hadn't been staring at him all night. You wish you hadn't created an idea of who he might be in your head. Because he smiles and it's unmistakeable. It's pretty and popular and all the girls love it.

You have to stop yourself from cursing.

"Oh shit, Mr Miyagi. Better stay away from you." He takes a sip from his beer and leans casually on the counter beside you.

He is no longer skeleton boy, the guy with the bad dance moves and the good taste in movies.

He's Steve Harrington. King Steve. Douchebag of all douchebags. And your crush since about eighth grade, not that you'd admit that to yourself. Or him.

And sure, the crush faded in and out, because it was never going to be reciprocated, and honestly you didn't care.

But tonight he looked like Johnny Lawrence, and you had to keep reminding yourself who he really was under his clothes and all of that makeup.

A bully. A rich boy. A reminder of why you didn't need a guy in your life.

And yet, even after all your reminding, when he's dressed as Johnny Lawrence he's almost someone else. Almost the guy you created in your head.

"Yeah, one wrong move and you're dead, Harrington." You reply, rolling your eyes and taking a sip of beer for good measure.

Steve brings his own bottle to his lips, and laughs.

"It's Y/N, right? We have maths together." He asks, and you're surprised he even remembers your name let alone the classes you have together.

You nod.

Steve smiles then, almost proud of himself for remembering, and it's difficult to picture his real face under all the makeup - all you can see is Johnny Lawrence and it's beginning to become a little flustering. No, frustrating. Yeah, that's what you mean. Frustrating.

He says something just as the music gets cranked up. 'The Monster Mash' is playing at a deafening volume, no doubt something the neighbours won't appreciate, along with the smoking and yelling and all the other noises omitting from the house.

You look over at the dancefloor to notice Tina is gone - you hope she's not looking for her cheating, scumbag boyfriend. She's better without.

You turn back to Steve, "Huh?" You have to practically yell to be heard.

Steve repeats whatever he said, only for you to not hear him again. You shake your head.

This time, Steve rolls his eyes. Then, he's ducking his head so it's close to yours and his lips are against your ear. His breath is warm and it sends a spark straight down your spine.

"I said, only hot chicks can pull off a bald cap, I'm impressed."

He pulls away and suddenly the heat isn't from his breath, it's across your cheeks and burning the tops of your ears.

You don't want to admit to yourself that it's because of Steve fucking Harrington, so you blame it on the fact he looks like Cobra Kai's bad boy.

"I - uh, umm..." It very quickly seems like you can't find your voice. You swallow hard, hoping to clear the lump in your throat. You don't know what to say.

And Steve's loving every second of it. There's a smug look on his face, and undeniable sparkle in his brown eyes.

You're about to yell at him. Steel yourself and tell him what's what, when the music gets cut.

Everybody turns to the speaker, including you and Steve. Whatever moment the two of you shared passes. Tina's ripped the cord, and she's standing there in her cheerleading outfit, shaking a pom aggressively.

"Where's Chris?"

As soon as she yells his name, Stacey storms out of the bathroom behind you. Her hair is a mess and her identical cheerleading outfit is ripped. A lipstick stain smears the right side of her face.

"You said you'd broken up!" She's marches across the kitchen and Steve pulls you close to him so that you're out of the girl’s way.

Seconds later, Chris appears. His trousers by his ankles and lipstick all over his face and exposed chest. A line of kisses trail all the way down to his boxers.

"Stacey! Tina!" He stumbles across the kitchen, making his way behind you. Once he passes, you push yourself away from Steve, aware of how close the pair of you were.

The two girls start yelling, moving towards the direction of the front door as they start grappling each other. Tina has Stacey by the hair, while Stacey is trying to shove Tina's pom down her throat. Chris hauls ass behind them, yelling apologies that neither of the girls are paying attention to.

They leave through the front door, and the yelling becomes fainter as they move across the lawn. Someone dressed as a ghost pulls the front door shut, and plugs the speaker back in. The music commences, quieter this time.

"Holy hell." You shake your head and finish your second beer of the night. The alcohol hasn't affected you yet, and it's making you feel left out. Everyone here seems even a little bit tipsy. Apart from you. And, well, maybe Steve too.

"Yikes. That’s depressing." Steve replies, and without asking, leans behind him to grab you another bottle. He does the teeth thing again with the cap and you laugh.

"That's a very Johnny Lawrence move, you know."

That earns a grin from Steve, his real teeth showing instead of the fake skeleton teeth painted on his skin. "What can I say? I'm bad to the bone."

You try to hold in the laughter. For someone who was meant to be cool and popular, Steve was proving to be quite corny.

You take a risk by asking, "Talking of bad boys, why aren't you flooded with your usual admiring fans tonight?” Then you carry on, just to add the illusion of disinterest, “And Tommy?”

Then, you take a long sip of your third beer until the embarrassment of asking goes away. You nearly drain the bottle.

"Well," Steve says, glancing over to the masses of dancing girls who are all dressed up like sexy cavewomen. The actual cheerleading squad.

"They found out I was dating Nancy Wheeler, and I had to stop basketball practice to get my grades up. All of which apparently made me lame. And then Nancy dumped me, yesterday actually. So turns out I'm not as cool as I once was."

He reaches out to touch the fake Mr Miyagi beard stuck to your chin. You slap his hand away, with no real heat behind the act.

"Hence why you're talking to me." You laugh, a little bit of the alcohol taking effect now. Your insides feel warm and you're not worried if your comment seems insensitive. Steve doesn't seem to mind.

And the fall of King Steve is almost intriguing to you. He was funny. And had good take in films. And was talking to you like he actually cared.

"Yeah. Right. Hence why I'm talking to you." Steve's voice is full of sarcasm. But, he's smiling. A real genuine smile that makes you think that maybe Steve Harrington isn't so bad. Maybe.

His clinks his beer bottle with yours then, and tips his head up to take a long swig from his bottle. You watch as his Adam's Apple bobs.

You take a sip after he takes his, and he watches as you do. Some impulse draws him closer to you, and he pulls the bald-cap away from your head. You take the bottle away from your lips and take your natural hair out of its hairband. It falls roughly, kind of sweaty and bobby-pinned in place, but Steve nods anyway.

"Much better." He says, and winks.

It's in that moment that you think something passes between the pair of you. Something special, something that's yours. A strange acknowledgement of something that's just begun.

But hey, maybe it's just the alcohol talking.

You pull the fake beard away from your face and set down the third empty beer bottle of the night. "Want to go outside?"

Steve nods.

Five minutes later you find yourself on a swing set with Steve beside you. The beer bottles and the music are forgotten. There's only a couple people outside, all appreciating the slightly quieter outdoors. Two guys are sharing a joint and are deep in conversation, but they're not in hearing distance.

Wherever the love-triangle of Stacey, Tina and Chris got to is a mystery, but you're glad the drama is nowhere near you.

Steve's pulled the skeleton hood off now, revealing tufts of messy brown hair. His heels are dug into the ground, and truth be told he's a little bit too tall for the set, but he swings slightly all the same.

The sky's pitch black but the tree above you has been bombarded with enough fairy lights to attract an entire moth family. The lights reflect in Steve's eyes.

"I'm sorry about Nancy, by the way." You don't know what makes you say it, but the words come out of your mouth anyway.

"Thanks, Y/N. I think you're actually the first person who's actually said that. Everyone else is glad that we’re done."

There's a tinge of hurt in Steve's voice, and he won't meet your gaze.

"Are you glad you’re done?" You ask even though you can already guess the answer from the look on his face.

"Yes, and no. I don't know. She's in love with someone else. I have to respect that. Maybe what we had was love, maybe it wasn't. Whatever."

You know it shouldn't, but his comments gains a laugh from you, "King Steve respecting women, who would have thought it?"

Steve cracks a small smile, almost painful, and suddenly you feel bad.

"Sorry." You say, "That was in bad taste."

He looks at you then, all soft eyes and skeleton makeup. "No, it's okay. You're not wrong."

There's a brief silence between the two of you, and you watch as the couple dressed as Fred and Daphne - who were arguing the last time you saw them - are stepping out of the back door in tandem. The guy’s hands are on the girl’s ass, her's are in his hair. They're snogging at a rapid rate, and not even looking where they're going. They find a tree, and start making out against it. Their kissing noises are off-putting.

"Well at least now I'm single I don't have to be embarrassing like that." Steve laughs, but the act seems perfunctory. "Anyway."

He stops swinging and looks at you, scanning you quickly before smiling. He leans over to poke you on the knee. "What about you?"

You frown, "What about me?"

Your question gains a smirk, "You know. Are you dating anyone? What's up in the world of Y/N?"

"Oh, well, not much." Your hand comes to the back of your neck, suddenly feeling awkward and exposed. Your fingers itch to be holding another bottle of beer - where was that liquid courage when you needed it?

"I'm single. Very. Always. And it's fine, I guess. Yeah. I'm fine."

Under all his face-paint, Steve's left eyebrow quirks up at you, "You sure?" He's trying to hide a smile, and you move to lightly hit his foot with your own.

"Shut up, Harrington."

"No, come on. You must have thought about someone though. Like the prom's coming up soon, who would you ask?"

You groan, burying your face into your hands. Fuck sake.

Steve moves then, you can feel it more than see it. You peek through your fingers to see him crouched in front of you, his hands coming to rest on your knees. There's a warmth radiating off him, one that you can't ignore.

"Y/N, why're you hiding from me?" Steve's voice is barely a whisper. It gains another spark down your spine, one that circles back around your body and straight into your heart.

You were going to have so much explaining to do when Robin got home.

"You." The words come out of your mouth in a mumble, and you're still hiding behind your fingers. Steve moves them for you. You become very aware of his hands on yours, the way his fingers interlock with yours and rest between your knees. It seems easy. It seems right.

"What was that?" You can tell he's not trying to be mean. He's genuinely curious. His fingers slip out from yours and you end up squeezing your fists tight.

"I'd ask you. You know, the version of you that isn't a dick, anyway."

Steve smiles so hard to the point where he ends up looking kinda goofy, and ultimately, a little bit pleased too.

So, you do the only thing you can think of. You push him with your knees and it sends him landing on his ass.

He guffaws, “Damn, I was right. Gotta stay away from Mr Miyagi."

You stand up and offer him your hand; he takes it.

Steve brushes himself off before looking at you again. He notices the tint in your cheeks, definitely not just from the alcohol this time.

"Tell you what, considering that I'm not cool or a dick anymore, do you think you could handle being friends? Go from there?" There's a gentleness in Steve's voice that fully convinces you maybe King Steve is dead for good.

Maybe tonight, dressed as Johnny Lawrence, there's some sort of symbolism there. The last night of being a bad boy.

You nod, embarrassed and endeared all at the same time. "Sure. Cool. Works for me."

Steve sticks his hand out, cracking another smile, "I'm Steve Harrington. Nice to meet you."

You can't help but laugh, even if you do take his hand and accept the shake. It's almost like a deal. A secret between the two of you. And you have no idea how it happened.

"Hi, Steve. You know, for someone who's been popular for a long time, being a corny loser kind of suits you."

"I guess so. Perhaps hanging around with you has that effect."

You're both smiling, but you hit Steve in the stomach all the same. It leads to an all out Miyagi-Do vs Cobra Kai fight, although you're not really throwing your punches and Steve's totally letting you win. But this is a friendship you didn't know you needed. Hell, maybe is was going to be more than a friendship. And it seems wonderful - an unexpected treat on a Halloween night.

#steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x you #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington fic #cobra kai #stranger things #stranger things halloween #the karate kid

[avatarrecom]

Top Gun AU: what would their callsigns be

A/N: What callsign would you give them?

Three potential callsigns for each Recom.

🌍 Recom Miles Quaritch

Zuko - Because he’s always talking about honor (also, they both have facial scars)

Dorothy - “We’re not in Kansas anymore” It’s the first thing he said when arriving on Pandora afterwards it became his welcome speech.

Scar - Both because of his facial scar and his similar personality to the Lion Kings Scar.

😈 Recom Lyle Wainfleet

Viper (Very Idiotic Person) - once asked “Why is sandwich meat round when bread is square?”

Banjo (Busted Ass Naked Jacking Off) - no explanation needed.

Panzer - He’s built like a fucking tank.

🍬 Recom Z-dog  (I know that Z-dog is technically a callsign of sorts but I wanted to include her)

Bubblegum (bitch) - Because she’s always chewing gum.

Dentist - She needs to go to the dentist a lot because her chewing gum habits are bad for her teeth.

Iron Maiden - Listens to Iron Maiden almost everyday.

🥽 Recom Walker

Grandma - Last name Walker, referring to old people using a walker.

IRIS (I Require Intense Supervision) - has a habit of doing stupid things (especially when tipsy/drunk).

Bambi killer - accidentally shot a deer during targeting practice.

😎 Recom Mansk

Rico - Intense, and constantly armed to the teeth, like the psychotic penguin from the Madagascar movie.

Cheese - Someone thought his name was Mac. So, “Mac and Cheese”.

Hugger - Always wears his sunglasses, so people joke that he’s always hungover. Also, very much hug shaped, legend says someone thought hugger meant that he himself loved hugs, the guy ended up in the infirmary. 

🧯 Recom Prager

Kasper - Deadly silent, always pops up in different places and scares the shit out of everyone.

Rambo - Because of the bandana.

Kord - Spelled backwards, always stating random facts. No one knows where he gets his information.

⚕️ Recom Ja

FORD (Found On Road Dead) - Got drunk and passed out on the trainingfield.

Waldo - Got lost on a training mission.

Utah - Utah is the second-driest state in the country. The only thing drier is his sense of humor and conversation skills.

🧢 Recom Brown

Beagle - Kept 'bouncing around' like an excited beagle puppy.

Hash - Thanks to his last name being Brown.

Potluck - Was tested 14 times for drugs always came out clean but he smelt of marijuana every time he sweated (also a reference to hash brown)

📿 Recom Lopez

Siesta - Has a habit of falling asleep at bars when they’re drinking.

Pimp - Always at parties with a new girl on his arm.

Frodo - Once accidentally used his heirloom ring to propose to a stripper during a party in a stripclub when he was drunk.

⛓️ Recom Fike

ALF (Annoying Little Fuck) - because he’s the shortest recom.

Grumpy - Not a morning person, or tall. One of Snowwhite’s seven dwarfs.

Clepto - Always stealing when tipsy/drunk.

#Avatar Top Gun AU #Top Gun AU #avatar recoms #recom miles quaritch #recom lyle wainfleet #recom zdog #recom mansk #recom ja #recom brown #recom fike #recom prager #recom walker #recom lopez #Avatar_Recom writing

[drpoisonoaky]

Who let them drink?

As soon as she entered what was supposed to be a party at which she nicely declined the invitation, the explanations from Aang weren't necessary anymore.

“LOOK, EVERYONE! THAT’S MY GIRLFRIEND! LOOK AT HER. ARE YOU LOOKING?! LOOK. AT. HER,” yelled Katara as she climbed her like she was a tree. Having your drunked girlfriend shouting next to your ear isn’t a pleasant experience, but she has had a lot of worse experiences.

“How much has she drunk?”

“I lost the count a while ago.” Aang was trying to catch Sokka who was on the chandelier. Having in mind that they’re still in the royal palace and how high it was, Azula was kind of impressed.

"NO! MY GIRLFRIEND IS PRETTIER AND WAY NICER. LOOK AT HER," he exclaimed, pointing at a very drunk Suki sleeping on the floor.

“Good grief.”

“NO! MY GIRLFRIEND IS THE BEST. SHE ALWAYS HAS SOME KNIVES WITH HER. ALWAYS. YOU KNOW HOW USEFUL THAT IS” Looking at the scene Azula had forgotten about Mai’s knives. The last time Mai got drunk, Ty Lee almost lost an eye.

“They decided to mix something with something and it seems it was easy to drink but pretty strong”

As soon as Aang said that, Mai began to throw up through the window. “Well, at least we don’t need to worry about someone being hurt by her” Azula thought.

“Are you the only one who hasn’t had a drink?” As she pronounced that last word a very drunk Ty Lee revived from the floor next to Suki.

“WELL YOU ALL HAVE GORGEOUS GIRLFRIENDS BUT GUESS WHAT I MADE OUT WITH ALL OF THEM AT SOME POINT SO VICTORY IS ON ME.”

“Wait Katara too?” Azula did not want to be that person, but there’s something uncomfortable about your ex-girlfriend making out with your current girlfriend. “Maybe if I wasn’t dating either a good couple could have been born. I’m pretty sure someday someone would be in that situation.”

“I don’t know where Toph is, but yeah.” If, at that moment, you looked into his eyes you would see how those people right now were taking away years of his life.

“Azzzulaaa, why aren’t you paying attention to me?!” said Katara with her face buried in Azula’s neck.

“That’s a lot of Z’s and A’s for a single word.” said Azula while bringing back her attention to Katara “How much did this woman drink.”

“Don’t cry.” Katara unburied her face from Azula’s neck “How am I not going to cry like in your face?!”

“What about my face?”

Katara began to sob while she said “IT IS PERFECT. HOW ARE YOU EVEN REAL.”

“So I guess emotional drunk Katara is here.”

Suddenly Azula felt how someone had climbed up her body to perch on her shoulders. “Shhh. You also are perfect.” said Ty lee trying to not to fall having 0 balance.

But with that Katara’s change her demeanor and pretends to be serious and sober, only for a second.

“I am not making out with you so you can say you made out with every girl in this room Ty lee.”

“So Katara didn’t do it after all” though Azula with a little bit of relief that she never ever would recognize.

“I girl have to try.” As she said that Ty Lee was down on her feet and Katara face was back on Azula’s neck.

“Zzzzulaaaa she’s trying to get into my pants. But I don’t want her. I only want you into my pants because you are really good in-“ Without letting her end that sentence she decided it was enough.

“Avatar, I'm taking her and I’m sending some servants to help you because Ty Lee is 30 seconds away from throwing up. And then Zuzu will do it after her.”

Aang gave her a confused look but 30 seconds after there was a gross noise coming from Ty Lee

“Whao, do you know their vomit schedule?”

“I usually don’t drink either. And they don’t know how to drink. So I have to develop a plan to proceed every time they say “I have this bottle.””.

The first time she began planning, she was holding Zuko and Ty Lee at the same time while they emptied their stomachs. Also, she developed a sweet revenge plan to enact when they woke up hungover. It changed depending on what instrument was available in the palace. Or if she wanted to be extra evil, she-

“‘Zzzulaa”

“It seems we lost some z's and a's,” Azula said while she dropped her gaze to Katara’s.

“I love you.”

“Wait when did they reach drunk loveliness Katara…Oh shit.”

“WAIT THE BATHROOM IS NEA-“

Too late, it was Katara's turn. “The fucking vomit schedule.”

As Katara kept throwing up a victory shout resonates in the room. “I WON I WAS THE LAST PERSON STANDI-“ Sokka shouted. Then he pass out.

So everyone, except the former princess of the Fire Nation and the last airbender, was down. Thank Agni the Avatar state it's pretty useful to clean vomit.

#avatar the last airbender #azula #atla #katara #zuko #mai #ty lee #sokka #suki #toph #aang #azutara #kazula #past tyzula #azutara fanfic #since then azula and aang are friends #trauma bonding